The Sad Punk
Blue Crack Addict
A truly remarkable thing happened recently, a thing that will create ire in few, and cause mutterances of "about time" for others.
Y'see, I was listening to AB recently for the first time in some moons while driving, and as track 3 began to start, I found myself slowly becoming stuck in a kind of traffic jam. I didn't skip it, as I was once prone to do, but instead let my mind be lathered by that melted butter guitar, to be stung by those familiar words. And, this time, it finally hit me. I had been much too hard on One. The whole time I've owned this album, I've treated One like some strange looking bloke who just wanted to give me a hug, and time and time again I juked out of his way and called him a weirdo. But he never wanted to hurt me. One just wanted to embrace my feelings and hug my soul. In this scenario reminiscent of the Everybody Hurts video clip, I reflected and discovered I didn't hate this song at all. I have grown into it. I understand.
I opened the door, kicked Michael Stipe off the roof of my car, and apologised to the gods for my distrust of a song that was never as bad as I thought it was, that I had treated it as what it had become rather than what it once was. I understand. I now like One.
Has this ever happened to you?
Y'see, I was listening to AB recently for the first time in some moons while driving, and as track 3 began to start, I found myself slowly becoming stuck in a kind of traffic jam. I didn't skip it, as I was once prone to do, but instead let my mind be lathered by that melted butter guitar, to be stung by those familiar words. And, this time, it finally hit me. I had been much too hard on One. The whole time I've owned this album, I've treated One like some strange looking bloke who just wanted to give me a hug, and time and time again I juked out of his way and called him a weirdo. But he never wanted to hurt me. One just wanted to embrace my feelings and hug my soul. In this scenario reminiscent of the Everybody Hurts video clip, I reflected and discovered I didn't hate this song at all. I have grown into it. I understand.
I opened the door, kicked Michael Stipe off the roof of my car, and apologised to the gods for my distrust of a song that was never as bad as I thought it was, that I had treated it as what it had become rather than what it once was. I understand. I now like One.
Has this ever happened to you?